The knee's much better, thank you. Whether it will still be much better when the cortisone wears off is another question but we'll face that when it happens. I still have no idea what I should or shouldn't have done that might have prevented this from happening. Thanks to all who sent words of support. Thanks too to the makers of the knee brace that also gave me support.
It's something like 66 days until this year's Comic-Con International and yes, it feels like I just got home from the last one. At times, I have this feeling that the con is always there — you know, it's like Disneyland. If I drove down to the convention center today and went in, I'd see all those booths and all those dealers and people walking around dressed like Zatanna. I just for some reason only visit it four or five days each July, do my ninety-three panels and go home for another year. At other times, it feels like Brigadoon, this magical village that mysteriously appears every so often. The nice part of the latter concept is that when I think of it that way, I don't feel like I'm missing anything.
Well, I am off on a busy day. Just wanted to report on the knee for anyone who cares. It's nice to think that no matter what happens this week, I can't possibly be in any more pain than I was on Friday…